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Above the streams
All he touches turns to ashes
Away from sight, held not by tens
Aggravating like the sun
Arrogantly he burns.
Up he grows even taller than trees
Underneath a meat, taste he brings
Uniquely he mimics, mirage of the suns
Unashamed of ashes, scared by the wets
Unveiling an aspect of pain, blaze it burns.
So high and loud were the screams At the point of confusion Many would wish the tension Was another scary dream. None cared about documents…
I followed flying butterflies as I craved But they landed me deep into a grave I bled right on the floor not just the pain…
Used to think a lot More of lust, no fault A big bum, big breast Pretty face, white teeth… Yet, one met no one Wired…
A special thank you to all philanthropists From east to west and north to south; Up the sky; freely the littlest of birds fly In…
